I awakened this morning, with a piss-hard-on. That is NOT
uncommon for me, as I discover it more durable to carry my bladder all evening
lengthy as I become older, and nonetheless ignore the decision of nature within the
morning.
I turned over, and cuddled as much as my spouse, Marsha. At 32
years previous, she is now not {the teenager}’s wet-dream she was when
I first married her, however she nonetheless has a physique to place most fashions
to disgrace. Much more thrilling, the graceful attractive really feel of her pores and skin,
and the heady aroma of her silky lengthy brown hair have been all the time
sufficient to provide me concepts, even after I don’t have already got a hard-
on.
“Are you at that ‘factor’ once more?” giggled Marsha, squirming
again at me, making an attempt to entice my swollen prick between her legs,
the place it could do each of us extra good. Marsha will not be the
extremely oversexed barely-pubescent little slut who had trapped
a 16-year-old into marriage, along with her insatiable urge for food for intercourse
that had swamped even me; however she nonetheless appreciated to fuck nearly as
a lot as I do. Even two kids, and nearly nineteen years of
fixed intercourse in marriage had solely dampened her sex-drive all the way down to
minor nymphomania. In fact, the factor that STILL amazed me
consistently, was that this unimaginable creature’s sex-drive all
centered on ME. I nonetheless can’t imagine I’m so fortunate, and I
consistently try to let her understand it.
Two minutes later, we have been fucking like bunnies. After two
instances the earlier evening, you may suppose we might decelerate, however
why ought to we? Even approaching menopause hasn’t slowed my spouse
down, and I don’t anticipate to decelerate myself, till I’m at the very least
ninety years previous. In all probability not even then.
There’s one hassle with a piss-hard on although. It really
interferes with the actual factor. I couldn’t get off. Marsha was
simply ending her third orgasm, after I lastly needed to pull out
in disgust. The stress from my bladder was tickling my
prostate, and interfering with my focus. Sure,
focus. After getting off twice the evening earlier than, and never
being notably sexually-neglected anyway, it took some effort
on my half to work as much as an orgasm. Often, I may do that by
imagining I used to be fucking some cute younger teenager, and even pre-
teen, like my spouse had been once we first met. Marsha doesn’t
thoughts, generally even working such fantasies together with me. Solely
as I stated, this time it didn’t work.
My prick softened and slipped out of my spouse with a delicate
“slurp.” Rattling, I used to be aggravated!
Telling my spouse to, “Maintain that pose,” I dashed into the
lavatory; making an attempt to get there earlier than the bladder-pressure made me
moist the ground. I heard Marsha giggle, as she “held that pose.”
Rattling, once more! For what will need to have been the fortieth time, I
resolved to complete the rough-in place for a second lavatory in
the basement. The lavatory was already occupied by my 18-year-
previous daughter, however I barged proper in on her anyway, because the
lavatory door had come free a number of years in the past, and I had by no means
bothered to repair it.
Since no one in our home wears any garments at evening, it was
no shock to see that my daughter Marie was as bare as I used to be.
Properly shaped breasts, and a furry “vee” confirmed that she was
extra developed than her mom had been, when she began having
intercourse, regardless that I knew Marie was nonetheless a virgin; as a few
instances she had teased each me and her large brother by really
displaying her open crack, so we may see proper as much as her hymen.
Marie will not be fucking, like her mom had been doing a lot
youthful than she was, however that doesn’t imply she isn’t
in intercourse. She simply needs to save lots of her virginity for marriage and
infants with the person she loves. (Yeah, I do know it’s an old-
normal thought, and she or he doesn’t get it from her dad and mom, however we
don’t discourage her both.)
All this to 1 aspect; my bladder stress was so excessive, I
was about to drag over and pee within the sink, or probably the bathtub,
proper in entrance of my not-so-innocent younger daughter, when she
stopped me. “Oh Daddy!” she sighed in disgust at me for not
pondering of what was apparent (to her). “Come right here.”
My eyebrows went up, however I did go over to the “throne” the place
Marie was simply dropping a fats turd within the bowl. I knew she was
unable to rise up, and for a second I puzzled if she needed me to
pee between her legs, whereas she sat there. Particularly, as soon as she
instructed me to, “Now you simply ‘Use the bathroom,’ such as you have been going
to, simply as if I wasn’t right here.”
I used to be about to truly strive; hoping I may purpose my prick
intently sufficient to not get her ALL moist, whereas I peed between her
legs, when my little slut leaned over, and swallowed my prick! I
couldn’t imagine it. The considered pissing between her legs,
was naughty sufficient, however this?
Marie seemed up from the place my prick was warmly ensconced in
her attractive little mouth, and mumbled, “Mmmmm, Mmmmd!” I took this
to imply one thing like, “Come ON! I haven’t acquired all day!” so I
did it. Sure, I peed in my little slut’s mouth.
Surprisingly, Marie didn’t both pull off, or pressure herself
ahead so I may pee down her throat. She appeared to truly
ENJOY the style of my urine on her taste-buds, and she or he ran her
full of life little tongue round my prick, as if she was savoring the
taste. Clearly, this was NOT the primary time she had ever carried out
one thing like this, however I used to be not inclined to ask on the time
when she had carried out it earlier than, or what number of instances. I simply stood
there in considerably a state of a shock, and let it circulate. As I used to be
doing so, I heard my daughter let go a stream of her personal piss.
For a second, it appeared as if I used to be pissing proper by way of my
daughter’s physique. Truly, I feel that was the impression my
little slut was making an attempt to provide me. Or maybe, she appreciated the
thought of her father pissing although her, and it was HER turn-on.
At the very least I didn’t have a hard-on any extra.
Solely Marie didn’t cease at simply consuming my piss. As soon as I
stopped peeing, and the final drops oozed out on her tongue, she
wrapped her attractive lips round my penis, and began sucking on me
like an skilled whore. Forwards and backwards; up and down; along with her
full of life little tongue slithering across the tube on the underside,
till I used to be absolutely erect, with a real hard-on, and never some piss-
laborious imitation.
“There!” stated Marie with some satisfaction, as she positioned
one final kiss on the now proud paternal erection in entrance of her.
“Now you return in there, and provides Mother what she’s ready for;
now that I’ve fastened you up for her.” She turned again to wiping
herself up, and beginning to run the bathwater; ignoring my
shocked look. An amused glint ran by way of her eyes, however
in any other case she ignored me.
I sighed; grinned at my unimaginable younger daughter, and
adopted her recommendation; heading again for the bed room, the place Marsha
was in all probability nonetheless ready impatiently. On the way in which, I nearly ran
into my 18-year-old son Mike, (Sure, and my title is Marty
Morgan. . . Folks name us the “M&M’s.” And sure, it’s
deliberate.) heading for the toilet, with a piss-hard-on of his
personal, protruding from HIS groin like a pipe protruding of a
wall.
Mike grinned at me, when he noticed his father coming OUT of the
lavatory, with as large an erection as he was going IN with. “I
see Marie acquired to you too, didn’t she Dad?” he remarked, earlier than
waving me into the bed room with Marsha. “I guess Mother wants that
fairly unhealthy by now,” was his solely different remark earlier than vanishing
into the toilet the place his bare little sister was making
splashing noises within the tub.
Marsha was grinning when she noticed the proud erection I had
introduced her. This time I intentionally did NOT shut the door, so
we may each pay attention in to the attractive squeals and yelps coming from
throughout the corridor, whereas I slid out and in of my spouse’s scorching little
gap; and she or he squeezed me with a snatch that was nonetheless amazingly
tight, for a lady of her age. We each have been extremely scorching; simply
imagining what our two oversexed offspring have been in all probability doing in
that bathtub collectively.
It’s superb what two attractive youngsters can do in the way in which of
sex-play, with out really fucking cock-in-cunt; or the boy
getting the slut pregnant. I imagined that our two youngsters have been
in all probability going to discover each a type of prospects. I
blew a thick sticky wad of sperm in my attractive spouse’s stomach, simply
enthusiastic about it; whereas she climaxed round me in an identical
orgasm.
“Whoo,” Marsha lastly panted in my ear, “if our little slut
goes to get you all THAT excited, then I see I’m going to
need to have Marie heat you up a little bit extra typically, to any extent further!”
Effectively, as you’ll be able to guess, I didn’t precisely disagree.